Uggh!
Pull, pull
Wuh! (Sung sorta
like Michael
Jackson)
Come on!
Uggh!
Solo, I'm a soloist
on a solo list
Al live, never on
a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the
thoughts I think

Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet
in once again,
check it

It's set up like a
deck of cards
They're sending us
to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair
of clubs to beat
the spades
With poetry I
paint the pictures
that hit
More like the
murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it

Brotha, did ya
forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesn't that make it
three in a row?

Spoken quietly:
"Anger is a gift"

Come on!
Uggh!
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(Guitar solo)

Check that!
Uggh!
Come on
Yeah
Uggh

Brotha, did ya
forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
'Cause they're
counting backwards
to zero

Environment
The environment
exceeding on the
level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play,
come and play
Forget about the movement

Spoken quietly:
"Anger is a gift"

Yeeeaaahhhh!
Uggh!
Awww, bring that shit in!
Uggh!
Hey!

Freedom...yea...
Freedom...yea right...
Freedom...yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea right!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea!
Right!